~ the evolution of dreams ~
January 17, 2005,10:40 p.m.
in the mood for love
well i managed to finish the fiery cross tonight, though i admit that is the only (and the least) of the accomplishments i had set out for myself. wait a minute. how sly the mind is. correction: i finished the fiery cross this evening in a fit of polished & practised procrastination.
the essay will be completed tomorrow night.
ahem. or wednesday.
c, thank you SO MUCH for the emails with the pictures! they are wonderful. i especially enjoy the ones of tom, and the one of you. and talibah, i am delighted you are starting a blog; as well as spartacus (kailey, you don't know HOW MANY TIMES i have started to mention you in conversation and have had to think twice and not say 'spartacus' instead of kailey. i can't figure that one out - i don't call you 'spartacus', ever, and i don't consciously THINK of you as 'spartacus', and yet...the name STICKS, girl. :) weird. huh.
i have discovered that the beautiful plant tony gave me has been attacked by nothing less than white dusty fungus. ewwwww. apparently it is not as common with household plants, but it is a fairly common phenomenon among outdoor plants. anyway i am supposed to spray it with water to get rid of the dusty grossness and hopefully the plant will live.
it is so cold out that my face crinkles in pain whenever i contemplate the thought of emerging from this safe (if drafty) haven. tomorrow will be living hell if it's as cold out as it was today, since i have a day chock-full of meetings until 7 PM. growl. i detest winter in canada. i think my body is naturally inclined towards more mediterranean climates, since i inevitably turn a bright smacking RED (at least my face does) when exposed to chilly canadian winds. as i said, i detest winter in canada.
i saw wong kar-wai's in the mood for love today for the 22nd (or 23rd?) time and i loved it more than ever. isn't that the most wonderful thing about works of art? the ones that not only stand the test of time, but burrow their ways into your heart, ever deeper, each time you experience them once again?
the essay will be completed tomorrow night.
ahem. or wednesday.
c, thank you SO MUCH for the emails with the pictures! they are wonderful. i especially enjoy the ones of tom, and the one of you. and talibah, i am delighted you are starting a blog; as well as spartacus (kailey, you don't know HOW MANY TIMES i have started to mention you in conversation and have had to think twice and not say 'spartacus' instead of kailey. i can't figure that one out - i don't call you 'spartacus', ever, and i don't consciously THINK of you as 'spartacus', and yet...the name STICKS, girl. :) weird. huh.
i have discovered that the beautiful plant tony gave me has been attacked by nothing less than white dusty fungus. ewwwww. apparently it is not as common with household plants, but it is a fairly common phenomenon among outdoor plants. anyway i am supposed to spray it with water to get rid of the dusty grossness and hopefully the plant will live.
it is so cold out that my face crinkles in pain whenever i contemplate the thought of emerging from this safe (if drafty) haven. tomorrow will be living hell if it's as cold out as it was today, since i have a day chock-full of meetings until 7 PM. growl. i detest winter in canada. i think my body is naturally inclined towards more mediterranean climates, since i inevitably turn a bright smacking RED (at least my face does) when exposed to chilly canadian winds. as i said, i detest winter in canada.
i saw wong kar-wai's in the mood for love today for the 22nd (or 23rd?) time and i loved it more than ever. isn't that the most wonderful thing about works of art? the ones that not only stand the test of time, but burrow their ways into your heart, ever deeper, each time you experience them once again?
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